...to want to hug someone else's child....

[Punkatheart]

...I have no idea if this boy had parents...or what he situation was..but he was standing at a bus stop, with lots of other folk. He had the saddest face I have ever seen. It wasn't a 'today is a bad day' sort of a face.....but a face that despite his obvious youth (he was in uniform) was old before its time. He looked completely and utterly lost - just staring up at the sky. Very tragic eyes.

Of course I wouldn't hug him - that would be blatantly very weird. But the urge I had - the mothering urge - was so very strong. I wanted to give him a cup of tea and a meal. He was so very thin too, pulling down his sleeves the way young girls usually do.

All the lost people. Sometimes I wish I could gather them up and hug them all until they stopped looking so lost.

I am mad as a dizzy whippet, am I not?

A million reasons for his story, peanut....but I know what you mean. It's such a hard balance in life....

What a lovely post. Makes me think of the song Perfect Place by Voice of the Beehive:

We are all together alone
And these are just wishes
And I am just dreaming

If I ever grow up I will take care of the old
And all the babies that have no one
You might think I give myself
Too much credit but I am just dreaming

'Cause not much is sacred
There's not really much to do here any more
I don't feel like you said
I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home

And we all say
I will change tomorrow
(This could be a perfect place)
I will change
(This could be a perfect place)
I will change tomorrow
(This could be a perfect place)
I will change it all tomorrow

I will assure all of the husbands
Who are guilty and the wives who feel useless
I will nurse all of the black and blue babies
With their unhappy parents
Who had unhappy parents

And I will assure all of the boys who feel awkward
And the girls who feel clumsy
And I will walk alongside the old man
Who feels so alone as everyone rushes by him
Now baby

'Cause not much is sacred
There's not really much to do here any more
I don't feel like you said
I walk the earth my darling but I never feel at home

I will change tomorrow
(This could be a perfect place)
I will change
(This could be a perfect place)
I will change tomorrow
(This could be a perfect place)

We are all together alone
And these are just wishes
And I am just dreaming

Lovely post. Lovely song.

Lovely lyrics indeed.

You are lovely